This Junior Brother has only cultivated for ten years? This aura is not bad.
Ling Zhuzi thought about that and was afraid that he would slap Yang Jian to death. He gently struck out a palm from 100 feet away.
Yang Jian's expression was a little strange. He stood there calmly and saw the palm condensed from green light strike Yang Jian's body. However, Yang Jian did not move at all. Only a few rags fluttered.
Taiyi's expression darkened.
"Eh?" Ling Zhuzi's expression immediately turned solemn. "I've underestimated Junior Brother. Take another palm from me!"
This time, he used 10% of his Dharma powers. Dao patterns interweaved, and the power of Heaven and Earth was triggered. Then, he pushed out his palm horizontally. However, a huge palm that flickered with green light descended from the sky and covered Yang Jian!
Taiyi, who was at the side, immediately looked over. He had not probed Yang Jian's strength. Although Junior Brother Yuding was calm and composed, he was really afraid that something would happen to Yang Jian.
Green light flashed, and a green and red light appeared on the ground. It was the mountain-protecting array formation that Taiyi had set up.
"Oh?" Taiyi raised his eyebrows.
When the light dissipated, Yang Jian still stood there motionlessly. He said, "Senior Brother, take my palm too."
Ling Zhuzi smiled bitterly at first and then focused on dealing with it.
Yang Jian also struck out across the air. He used 80% of his strength. After striking out, he still had some strength left that he could retract at any time.
In his palm, seven-colored light circulated. The Heaven and Earth Essence Energy did not gather. Instead, it was scattered.
It seemed that with Yang Jian's palm, the entire Qianyuan Mountain surged and a strong wind blew!
That was the first time Yang Jian had fought after breaking through. Although it was a spar and Ling Zhuzi had used 10% of his Dharma powers, Ling Zhuzi had already become a Perfected Immortal 300 years ago. His strength was extraordinary. Yang Jian also felt a sense of pressure.
The seven-colored light was extremely beautiful, but it disappeared in a flash. Instead, it was replaced by an invisible and colorless palm force that smashed towards Ling Zhuzi.
The current Yang Jian could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Yang Jian who was chased by a group of cultivators a few days ago!
Ling Zhuzi shouted softly, and his fair and tender palms quickly formed a seal. A green bead appeared above his head, and a layer of green protective light appeared in front of him.
Dong! Bang!
When the palm force attacked, it actually caused Ling Zhuzi's protective treasure light to tremble. The pearl also moved.
Ling Zhuzi raised his hand and pointed at Yang Jian. More than a hundred weapons appeared behind him and attacked Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's physical body was strong, so he did not dare to underestimate the sharpness of the weapon. His figure moved and leaped, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water. His fists and palms landed on the rays of light, smashing them into pieces.
The two disciples of the third generation of Chanism gradually turned from being very polite to a true competition.
The Dharma spells that Ling Zhuzi had learned were complicated. When he used all sorts of mystical abilities, it became more and more difficult for Yang Jian to deal with them. However, he could still counterattack a few times.
Gradually, Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi were immersed in the battle and admired each other.
Yuding and Taiyi, who were under the tree, had been watching the battle silently. However, the smiles in their eyes were not concealed. Clearly, they were very satisfied with their disciples.
Yuding thought of something and raised his hand to point beside him. A beautiful young woman appeared behind Yuding.
Yuding instructed, "Watch from the side. Don't make a sound."
Wen Qingling hurriedly agreed. She looked at the battlefield and saw that Yang Jian was fighting with a handsome young man in the small space of a hundred feet. Her heart suddenly leapt into her throat.
Taiyi glanced at her and retracted his gaze. He said casually, "Your disciple's wife? Her cultivation level is a little too low. "
"Senior Brother, don't scare her," Yuding said. "My disciple went out to train and is friendly with her. I brought her here and want you to help her find a master."
"Oh?" Taiyi turned his head and sized up Wen Qingling. "She's quite beautiful. She was originally a little unlucky, but her fate changed because of my disciple-nephew. Yes, I know quite a few female immortals of Daira. I'll send her over later. "
"Alright," Yuding replied. It was as if he was talking about something trivial. He continued to watch the sparring between Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi.
Wen Qingling wanted to thank the two experts, but she did not know what to say. She could only stand there and watch the intense battle between Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi.
Ling Zhuzi's attacks became sharper and sharper, but Yang Jian remained calm. Occasionally, he would be hit by Ling Zhuzi's Dharma spells, but he was impervious to fire and water. He was not injured at all.
After fighting for more than an hour, Ling Zhuzi could not do anything to Yang Jian. However, Yang Jian shattered Ling Zhuzi's protective divine light.
"Ah!" Ling Zhuzi jumped back out of the circle drawn by Perfected Taiyi. He could retract it freely and bowed to Yang Jian. "Junior Brother, you're powerful. I lost this round."
Ten years of cultivation?
Is this really ten years of cultivation?
Ling Zhuzi's heart was filled with bitterness.
Yang Jian was sweating profusely and panting. He bowed to Ling Zhuzi and smiled. "I will definitely lose to Senior Brother in another hundred moves. I'm the one who lost."
"I've already used 20% of my Dharma powers." Ling Zhuzi shook his head and sighed. "Junior Brother, have you really only cultivated for ten years?"
Yang Jian nodded and said solemnly, "Senior Brother, you're wrong to compare me. Senior Brother's strength is far above mine. I will definitely lose in this battle."
"It's meaningless to talk about how long I've cultivated. We're facing each other now. If we're life and death enemies, my mystical abilities and Dharma powers are inferior to yours. I will definitely be killed by you, and vice versa. "
"Could it be that because your enemy's cultivation is shallow and his mystical abilities are inferior to yours, you have to wait for him to cultivate for a long time before killing him?"
"Of course not." Ling Zhuzi pondered carefully and seemed to have understood something. He smiled and said, "Of course not. I've learned something. When we cultivate, we should focus on the level of our Dao. There's no need to cultivate before or after! "
Perfected Taiyi clapped and smiled when he heard that. He praised him repeatedly.
However, Yuding acted like a serious expert, making Perfected Taiyi wish he could spar with his junior brother personally.
Yang Jian stood there and nodded at Wen Qingling. However, the latter was distracted and did not see it.
He suddenly wanted to give himself two slaps in the face.
How could he have forgotten that he had sparred with Ling Zhuzi for so long because he wanted to be called "Senior Brother"?
Ling Zhuzi's long robe fluttered in the wind. He arrived beside Yang Jian and chuckled, wanting to find a topic to chat about.
Yang Jian said first, "If my abilities surpass yours in the future, I'll still have to be your senior brother."
Ling Zhuzi was stunned. Then, he grinned. "It's settled then! Let's not care about the other peers. We'll be senior brothers and junior brothers based on our mystical abilities! "
"Then you have to work harder to cultivate."
"Heh, I've been in seclusion for the past few hundred years. I've indeed been a little lazy!"
After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other and laughed. They found each other more and more pleasing to the eye.
Taiyi waved his hand. "Jin Xia, prepare the spiritual water. Ling Zhuzi, bring your junior brother to wash up. Then, bring him to my treasure vault. He can take any treasures inside!"
"Yes, Master."
Ling Zhuzi bowed to the tree and left with Yang Jian and Jinxia Child. They entered the pavilion.
The pavilion was actually just a door. There was another courtyard inside. The stone walls were glowing, and the jade trees were shaded. There were bedrooms, Pill Chambers, and Sutra Pavilions. There were also a few acres of medicinal gardens that were overflowing with color. There were also two Cave Abodes carved into the stone walls.
Yang Jian was led into a Cave Abode.
Jinxia Child busied himself and prepared a wooden bucket of spiritual water for Yang Jian. He also carefully prepared loose clothes and a pair of simple straw shoes.
Although the boy had cultivated to the Heaven Immortal realm and was only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal, he was very respectful. He addressed Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi as senior brothers. That was also the rule of the Dao Sect.
"Thank you." Yang Jian thanked him. He took off his tattered clothes and jumped into the wooden bucket. Immediately, he felt cool and comfortable.
As he washed, he suddenly heard footsteps. Ling Zhuzi came from outside and shouted, "Junior Brother, let me help you scrub your back."
Although Ling Zhuzi had been cultivating for a thousand years, it was a little strange for a young man with a tender face to call himself "brother" …
Not to mention that he was beautiful and handsome. He had the style of Taiyi.
It would have been fine if Yang Jian was born and raised in the Primordial World. However, he came from a mortal world that was filled with material desires …
"There's no need for that …"
"Hey! Junior Brother, don't stand on ceremony with me! " Ling Zhuzi said in an old-fashioned manner. He was already standing behind Yang Jian and pressing his hands on Yang Jian's shoulders.
Yang Jian blushed. He looked down and saw that the clear spiritual water reflected Ling Zhuzi's beautiful face. Goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Junior Brother, did you just come back from training? Where did you go? Is there anything interesting? "
"Yes, ahem, there are some interesting things."
Yang Jian looked up at the sky and sighed. He could only accept Ling Zhuzi's "help". After some thought, he told Ling Zhuzi about the grudge between him and the Heavenly Sword Sect's Qing Lian.
Ling Zhuzi was sometimes angry and sometimes emotional. When he heard that Yang Jian had killed his enemy with one palm strike, he clapped and cheered …
Yang Jian almost forgot that although Ling Zhuzi was so handsome, his reincarnation, Nezha, was a killer.
After showering, Yang Jian stood up with a blush. Ling Zhuzi watched from the side with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.
"Senior Brother, tsk tsk, you're so strong."
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